'Ello~Little Elf
Pencil Lined EmpireDried up skin hatches away like the shell in the snake’s jaw, Dislocated shoulder blades, pure intention sinks within the emotion For the desired communication, jaded by the physical touch. Ignorance is bliss.Pencil Lined Empire
There was a time that the pieces were held by the push pins, But now, as they second guess themselves, these pins indulge their beings In the sticky feeling of the gushing pus and blood, Don’t you like to discover yourself?
Something has to change to fix this dilemma, who said it was over?
The sober times have disappeared, these dreams have expired long ago
What do you think?
(please note that I am away this week - so it might be a little while before I get back to you)
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A storm is rising.
Hope you enjoy your stay.
TDW Team,
(from ~kwazo)
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The Dark Writings Club
A place for brotherhood and friendship amongst writers of a darker pursation.
Don't return the favor, pass it on to your fellow members.
Have a lot of fun ^_*
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"..forever trusting who we are..
..and nothing else matters"
(Metallica)
[link]
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-Mwa.
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Your kids are using your credit cards to buy access to virtual sex dungeons disguised as online games. You'll know if you hear words like "Night Elf," or "DPS."
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Death is the first step to escape the world around us,
Leaving the physical body, is but the second step to leading others into hell...
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